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Apr. 14th, 2012 10:34 pmAm having a gross convo with a couple of peeps on twitter about ghetto bugs (aka house centipedes). I'd post a link to a pic, but they are seriously disgusting and I'll leave you to google it yourself (but trust me don't do it, because ew).
Man, that is one think I do not miss from living in Kingston, because warm southern Canadian climate + short winters + basement apartment meant lots of ghetto bugs and giant-ass spiders! *eebie jeebie dance of horror*
Seriously, I had random big books stashed in stratigetic places so that if I saw one of these bastards, I could drop a book on it. I bought those book specifically for killing creepy crawley things!
Although I was proud of myself. I had a deal with the little spiders (because basement apartment; there's going to be spiders). If they stayed in the corners of the room and left me alone, I wouldn't smoosh them. And if I happened to sweep one up which cleaning, I'd give him a little nudge toward the walls with my broom. It worked out well, because these guys ate the other little bugs that would invade my apartment. Except the ghetto bugs and giant red spiders: I think my little spider friends hid from those fuckers.
Not that I blame them.
Man, that is one think I do not miss from living in Kingston, because warm southern Canadian climate + short winters + basement apartment meant lots of ghetto bugs and giant-ass spiders! *eebie jeebie dance of horror*
Seriously, I had random big books stashed in stratigetic places so that if I saw one of these bastards, I could drop a book on it. I bought those book specifically for killing creepy crawley things!
Although I was proud of myself. I had a deal with the little spiders (because basement apartment; there's going to be spiders). If they stayed in the corners of the room and left me alone, I wouldn't smoosh them. And if I happened to sweep one up which cleaning, I'd give him a little nudge toward the walls with my broom. It worked out well, because these guys ate the other little bugs that would invade my apartment. Except the ghetto bugs and giant red spiders: I think my little spider friends hid from those fuckers.
Not that I blame them.
